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Olivia's internal clock woke her up at four fifteen. She liked to be in the pool by five so she sent Fitz a quick text before going to change into her swim suit.
Liv: Morning. Are we still on? It's ok if you changed your mind.
She placed her phone on vibrate so it wouldn't wake Abby if he text back while she was out of the room.
Fitz had been up since three thirty and was getting back from his run when he saw the text from Olivia.
Fitz: Good morning sunshine. Couldn't sleep. Just got back from my run. Still on. Do you remember how to get here?
She's dressed and ready to go. She grabs her phone and leaves Abby a note that she would be back in the afternoon. She is very quiet exiting the house and after finishing her morning pre-workout shake she text Fitz before she heads his direction.
Liv: K. I'll be there in fifteen.
She is there in ten minutes and is surprised how close he actually lived. This time when she drove up she noticed that the house was on a bit of a hill, which explained why the house looked higher up last night. The gate was open again so she drove in and as soon as she saw him she got a nervous feeling. The feeling was foreign to her, nothing ever made her nervous. As soon as her car was in park he was by her door opening it for her.
"Good morning." He said smiling at how cute she looked in her team warm ups.
"Good morning."
"Did you have a extra bag?" He said looking in the back seat.
"Yes but it's in the trunk. I don't put bags in my back seat." She says popping her trunk and he grabbed her bag.
"What? Why not."
"My dad said it increases the likelihood of someone breaking into the car. So I was never allowed to put my bag in the car."
"Did you think someone was going to break into your car on the way over here?" He says laughing.
"No, but it's a habit. I just do it without thinking I guess." She says feeling a little self conscious after he laughed at her.
Sensing kind of a change in her demeanor he feels bad for making fun of her.
"I didn't mean to make fun of you or make you uncomfortable." He says in a serious tone.
"Sure, you didn't." She says as they keep walking.
He stops and grabs her arm stopping her too. He places her hands in his before he starts speaking.
"I don't want you to feel like you can't be yourself around me today. So are we good?"
The way he was looking at her right now made her feel like he could see deep into her soul, maybe even see the real her. He was so genuine and the feeling of his hands in hers took all of her nerves away. She couldn't even speak, she just nodded yes.
"Ok, good." He says smiling.
They continue through the house and he keeps one of her hands in his as they walk.
"I can give you a tour later if you like."
"That'd be nice."
"The pool is down below." He says guiding her down the stairs.
"Are your parents like millionaires?" She says as she looks around.
There was a huge hallway that led to the pool, basketball court and weight room. Each area had glass doors that allowed you to view from the outside.
"Not exactly." He said not wanting to talk about his parents. "The locker room is at the end of the hall there when you are done. I made sure to put in fresh towels and I turned up the temperature of the water in the pool to make sure it wasn't too cold for you. I guess I should have asked first though huh I know some swimmer's like it cold-"
"Fitz it's perfect." She says as they walk in. She starts to undress and puts her goggles and swim cap on. "I do usually like the water cold but maybe next time you can set it that way?"
He swallows hard. Next time? It hadn't even crossed his mind. Would she want to come back?
"O-ok." He stammers out. He was distracted by her tight fitting bathing suit and how nice her breasts looked. "Well..I'm going to go get some shots in. Let me know if you need anything."
"K, and hey Fitz."
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for inviting me over." She says smiling.
Her smile was really infectious and it made him feel weak every time she did it.
"No problem."
She had been swimming for two hours straight and he started to get worried. He never knew anyone that could swim longer than thirty minutes. He finished his work out decided to go check on her.
She was getting out when he was coming in.
"You are a very good swimmer. Wow."
"Did you expect me to be bad or something?" She asked as she dried off.
"I don't know, I didn't really think about that."
"Hmm..Ok well I'm going to go shower and change." She says walking towards the locker room.
"Me too. Text me when you're done and I'll come down and meet you."
He showered and put on some sweats and a v-neck t-shirt. She was taking a little bit longer than he expected so he went ahead and started chopping the fruits and vegetables for her breakfast. He turned on Pandora to the Usher station and the RnB filled the room. The main draw, for him, to the house was the kitchen that had speakers placed throughout and the fitness area. He was so caught up in the food he didn't even hear her walk in.
"Is there somewhere I can put my bag?" She asked as she walked in.
He had to do a double take on her because she looked so different. She was wearing a purple t-shirt with graffiti print, it was slim fitting but not too tight, with black sweatpants that scrunched at the bottom stopping right above her purple socks. Her hair was up in a messy bun at the top of her head and it made her neck look delicious. He gulped trying to get himself together.
"Well?" She asked again.
"Oh right. You can just put it in the living room on the couch." She goes and drops it in there then comes back and peeks at what he is making.
"Hey!" She yells when slaps her hand away from the fruit he had cut up and put to the side. "What was that for?"
"You can wait until everything is done first. Go around there and sit on the stool while the master is at work." He says smiling.
"Ok." She says pretending to walk off then quickly stealing a grape and running to the other side to hop on the stool.
"Liv!" He says laughing at her behavior.
"Mmmm. So good." She says popping it into her mouth and chewing it slowly.
He just smiles and shakes his head.
"It's ok for me not to wear shoes isn't it? I don't usually wear them when I'm just hanging out around the house."
"It's cool. Make yourself at home and get ready to taste the best omelet you have ever had in your life."
"Omelet? I don't eat eggs." She said seriously.
He just stops and stares at her with a shocked expression.
"I'm kidding." She says laughing. "You should have seen your face."
"Why do you do that? Do you enjoy the mini heart attacks that you give me?"
"A little bit."
"Give me a break ok. I don't know how much more I can handle." He says turning and cooking the food.
"Oh my god. This really is amazing." She says taking a bite.
"See, what did I tell you." He sets a glass of juice in front of her then scoots his stool a little closer to her before hopping up.
He didn't know why he did it but it just felt natural.
"Where's yours?"
"I already ate so I'm good."
"Here, you have to taste." She says cutting a piece and putting it on her fork.
"I know what it tastes like. I'm good."
"You haven't tasted this one, just a bite. Please.." She gives him a pout face.
"Ok ok but stop with the sad face."
"Yay." She says excitedly and moves the fork to his mouth. He looks at her for a minute still not opening his mouth. "Open up."
He opens and takes the bite off her fork all while keeping his eyes on hers.
"How good was that?" She says turning and continuing to eat. "So what's the plan for today? Am I hanging with you?"
"Very good, very good." He says licking his lips and admiring the view in front of him. "That was just the beginning though. I didn't have a chance to go to the store last night, do you want to come with me to pick up the food for a late lunch?"
"Umm..I didn't really bring any clothes for the store."
"What's wrong with what you have on?"
"This is just what I wear from the gym to the house silly. My mother would kill me if I went to the store like this."
"You're kidding right? This is one of your jokes?"
"I'm very serious." She says finishing her food.
"You look great Liv." He said spinning her chair towards his. "It's still early and I want you to come to the store with me. Please..no one will see you."
"I don't know Fitz." She says nervously, not feeling sure about going against her mother's rules.
He couldn't believe her, he thought he had been wrong about her being all into her looks but she couldn't even go to the store in sweats. He felt himself getting annoyed so he decided to drop it.
"Whatever. Forget I asked." He said standing.
"Hey, wait." She said grabbing his arm. "Don't do that. Don't run away from me when you don't like something I've said."
"It's fine Olivia, you don't want to go to the store with me. Not a big deal." He says trying to move out of her grasp but she pulls him back down to sit in front of her.
"That's not what I said and if you wouldn't have tried to rush off I could have finished what I was saying. Which was sure I'll go as long as we make it quick." She places her hands in his. "I mean if the offer is still available." She says smiling sweetly.
Fitz had never had a girl talk to him like that and it took him by surprise. He did tend to overreact some times but no one ever cared enough to call him out on it.
"It's still on the table." He stands keeping one of her hands in his. "I can make it quick."
"Ok, I'll grab my shoes. Did you want me to drive?"
"Yeah right, a man should never allow a woman to drive as long as he's able."
"Oh is that right?" She said laughing walking back over to him.
"Yes, now let's go before the world wakes up."
He led her to the garage and opened the door for her when they got to his two door corvette.
"Wow, that's really low to the ground." She said as she got in. "And it seems really fast."
"Don't worry I can handle it." He says as he gets in.
After putting the car in gear his hand automatically reaches for hers, he let's out a low sigh of relief when she doesn't pull it away.
"So what are you making for lunch?" She asks as ride.
"Your choice."
"Anything?"
"Yes. Anything."
"I want a Cesar salad to start, grilled chicken, asparagus, mashed potatoes and a roll or bread on the side." She said smiling.
"No way you can eat all of that." He says laughing. "No way."
"Yes I can, don't let my size fool you." She says pulling her hand away from his and pushing his shoulder.
"I don't believe you but we will see." He says grabbing her hand again. He had to touch her in some way.
"Hello." Olivia says as she answered her phone.
"Good morning Sweetheart." Rowan said in the phone.
She sat up straighter and pulled her hand from Fitz. He gave her a confused look and she held her finger to her lip for him to be quiet.
"Good morning Dad."
"How was your workout? How long did you swim for?"
"It was good. I went for about two hours."
"That's it?"
"Yes."
"Yes? Are you talking to me or?"
"Yes, dad I am talking to you. Who else would I be talking to?" She says rolling her eyes.
"Watch your tone young lady and if you're talking to me then you need address me correctly. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir. I wasn't trying to be smart-"
"Then don't be. I expect you will be home by dinner? It's at seven thirty tonight and it's just me and you your mom has to go into the hospital."
"Yes, Sir I'll be there."
"Alright talk to you later." He hangs up.
She doesn't even want to look over at Fitz, she is angry and embarrassed that he even had to hear that conversation. She just looks out the window the rest of the ride.
"Alright we are here. You left off dessert so how about ice cream?" He says as he hops out and opens the door for her. "Liv?"
"Huh. I'm sorry what did you say?" She says getting out.
"Livvie, forget about whatever he just said to ruin your mood. Let me show you a good time today." He says pulling her into a hug.
She lays her head on his chest and takes a deep breath. God he smelled so good and she could feel his muscles through his shirt. She wraps her arms around his waist and looks up at him and bites her lip. She wants to kiss him but she knows she can't so she steps back out of his embrace and leans on the car.
"Why are you smiling?"
"You called me Livvie..no one has ever called me that before."
"So I get to be a first something for you?" He says moving back into her space.
"Mmhm." She says looking up at him.
"I like that..but if we want to beat the crowd we should go now." He says as he pushes off the car and turns to walk off.
"Wait up." She hurries behind him and grabs his hand when she gets next to him.
They get all the groceries for lunch and some snacks for the day. When they got back to the house Fitz put the chicken in some marinade and placed it In the fridge.
They got comfy on the couch and drifted off after about thirty minutes. Fitz woke up first and when he tried to move he realized she was laying on his left side with her leg half way across his body. Her hand was under his shirt and resting on his heart. She moved her leg brushing it over the crotch of his sweats and he could feel himself starting to get aroused. He had to get her up or they would both be very uncomfortable really soon.
"Livvie, Livvie." He whispered as he shook her lightly. "Livvie wake up."
"Hmmm..what is it?" She looks up at him sleepily.
"We need to get up."
"No. I'm comfortable." She says as she snuggles closer into him.
He squeezes her tight then flips them over on the couch and hovers over her.
"That's not fair." She says covering her eyes with her arms and pouting.
"Come on don't be like that."
He uses one of his hands to remove her arm. Before he could think better of it he leaned down and kissed her.
Olivia was completely taken by surprise when she felt his lips on hers but she'd be lying if she said it wasn't what she had be thinking about all day.
The kiss was slow, innocent. He didn't want to push too much, too soon but he needed to taste her tongue, explore her mouth. When he sought entry she gave it to him moving her hands to the back of his neck and pulling him closer. She felt his hand move to her waist and rub underneath her shirt. The feeling of his hands on her skin caused her to instantly to become wet. She moved her hand to his butt and pulled him into her body. Feeling herself getting too carried away she pulled back and put her forehead on his.
"Fitz.." she breathed out heavily.
"I know." He said against her lips after he stole one more kiss. "I should start lunch."
"Yes, you should." She says smiling.
He pushes himself up and holds up a hand to stop her from getting up with him.
"You stay here and rest and I'll get everything cooking."
"Ok." She says laying back down.
He has everything ready in about and hour and the chicken has about twenty minutes left to bake.
"Livvie, wake up." He says shaking her lightly. "The salad is ready."
"Ok, I'm up." She says stretching as she walked to the kitchen.
"No, not in there in here." He says pulling her to the actual dining room with a table.
"You didn't have to set this all up." She says looking around at the table set for two with water glasses and tea in the middle.
"I know but I wanted to." He pulls her chair out then sits next to her.
"So how do you like the salad?"
"It's great. Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Where are your parents? I've been here since nearly five am and I haven't seen them yet." She says turning to him.
"It's just me and my dad and he travels a lot so it's just me most of the time." He says shrugging.
"So it's usually you in this huge house all by yourself?"
"Yeah pretty much, it's not too bad though." He lies as he shifts in his seat needing to switch the subject. "What about you? Can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"Don't be offended but why do you act you know..like a princess all the time?"
She busts out laughing uncontrollably. It was one of those real laughs that she felt in her stomach.
"What? Why are you laughing?" He says laughing with her because he couldn't help it.
"It's just that I think it's funny to hear that's the impression you got from me." She says calming down. "To answer your question though, I don't think I act like that at all. I think a lot of people take the fact that I'm reserved and stick to myself as me being stuck up but that's not the case at all."
Fitz opens his mouth to speak but the time goes off in the kitchen.
"Hold right there for a minute I want to finish this conversation but I need to grab the food."
"Ok. Do you want help?"
"No I got it, just relax."
He comes back with two plates and sets them on the table.
"Are you always this sweet?"
"Only for special people." He says quietly. "So if you aren't a princess why act like one?"
"Back to that huh?"
He nods.
"Ok, the real reason I stick to myself is because I have a lot of pressure at home to do everything exactly right, no mistakes. When you get other people involved they tend to slow me down but I don't think I'm better than anyone. I do compete to be better than them academically. But take Abby for example, I've gotten in trouble twice this week because I've let her slow me down. I love her to death but she doesn't really think about how her actions affect those around her. You know?"
"Yeah I know. I'm glad you're not how we all pictured you but I'll keep your secret. No one will know how awesome you really are." He says smiling.
"Same goes for you Mr Jock." She says nudging him.
The rest of lunch they eat and chat. When they finish she helps him with the dishes.
"It's almost four I should be going.." She says putting on her shoes.
He wants her to longer but he knows that she has to leave.
"Yeah you should. Let me grab that bag for you." He stands and grabs her bag.
They walk out to the car and she opens the trunk for him to put the bag into. She stands leaning on her door waiting for him.
"I had a really great time with you today." He says hugging her.
"Me too. I wish I could stay longer.." she says hugging him back.
He pulls back and puts his finger under her chin. She leans up and kisses him slowly, teasingly then gently tugs his bottom lip with her teeth.
"Stop teasing me." He says in a raspy voice, putting his hand behind her head and pulling her lips back his. They kiss until there is no air left and they are forced apart to breathe.
"You should go." He moved his hands up and down her back.
"I should."
He moves back and she gets in.
"See you later Livvie. I'd like to text you if that's ok."
"That's more than ok. Can I have one more kiss?" She asks kind of shyly.
He smirks. "Of course beautiful." He says leaning in her window and giving her a soft kiss.
"Bye."
"Bye."
Olivia was on cloud nine when she got home. She had a extra pep in her step when she got to dinner. Her smile faded quickly when she saw her dad's face and she knew she had done something wrong or forgot to do something.
"Hey dad. How was your day?" She asks tentatively.
"It was good up until I go to look for your weekly class assessment about an hour ago and it was in my inbox."
Shit! She yells at herself in her mind. She knew she forgot to do something.
"I don't know why you pick now to start slipping on what has been instilled in you since birth. The little mistakes that you keep making are mind boggling. Three times in one week Olivia?" He says shaking his head. "I told your mother this would happen but no she said and convinced me otherwise."
"Dad, I forgot with the game this week-"
"I don't want to hear your excuses Olivia." He said waiving his hand at her.
"It's not an excuse. I am simply explaining the facts that impacted the documents not be submitted to you."
"You know what I just heard? Excuses. Hand over your phone. You will get it back Monday afternoon. Clearly you are distracted."
"What?! Why?" She shouts louder than she meant.
"Who are you yelling at? Do I look like one of your little friends?" He yelled across the table.
"No, Sir. I jus-"
"You don't disrespect me ever Olivia!"
"I apologize for yelling dad. However, I am seventeen, don't you think it's time you stop talking to me like a child?"
"Maybe I would stop treating you like a child when you stop acting like one. Now hand over your phone now." He said sternly trying not to yell again.
"Can I at least text a few people and let them know I won't have my phone?" She says knowing she couldn't convince him not to take it.
"Absolutely not. Take it out right now and turn it off."
"Why can't I do that? Does everything have to be so extreme with you? I do everything you ask of me and do it well but do I ever get any credit?" She stops trying to get herself together. She doesn't want to cry in front of him. "No, I don't get anything but punished for the very few mistakes I do make."
"Do I get credit for feeding you? For paying your car note? For giving you a roof over your head? No, you know why because that is what I am supposed to do. Guess what, you are doing what you're supposed to do. Now give me the phone and go put your plate away. You are done. You can forget leaving this house the rest of the weekend too."
She nods and pulls her phone out and before she turns her phone off she sees a text from Fitz and she feels her heart break. She sets the phone on the table and gets up and leaves.
When she gets to her room she let's the tears she had been holding in fall. She couldn't stand her father. She was on the verge of hating him. She laid on her bed and cried herself to sleep.
Monday came before she knew it and she was up earlier than she wanted to be so that she could follow her dad into school. She hadn't spoken to him since dinner on Saturday night unless he spoke directly to her.
She waited outside of first period to see if she could catch Fitz before the bell rang but he didn't come into class until right before the bell and he wouldn't even look at her. After class she tried to stop him but he moved to fast. She saw him standing with Harrison and Huck on her way to the pool and decided to approach him there.
"How are things with Ms Fancy?" Harrison asks.
"They are non existent. I thought I made progress on Saturday but I guess I was wrong." He says looking off in the distance.
He had been feeling like an idiot the rest of the weekend waiting on a text back from her that never came. He had never connected with a girl the way he had with her and it felt so natural. It burned him though because she hadn't even thought about him and it killed him, though he would never admit it. He sees her approaching and looks down at his magazine like he was reading it.
"Hey Fitz can I talk to you for a minute?"
"I'm kind of busy right now." He says not looking up from his magazine.
"I'm just need a minute..please."
"Look, Princess isn't it? My man said he was busy so why don't you go diva yourself into someone else's conversation." Harrison said dismissively.
She waits for him to say something, anything but he just gives her a blank stare. She nods then takes a step back and walks off towards the pool.
She was grateful to be in the water again. It masked her tears, her fears and insecurities. It was the only place she felt completely at home, her sanctuary. Her focus was off and her mind drifted to him as she swam. Why did she think Fitz would be any different? Of course he didn't care about her, why would he when he could have anyone. Maybe she was the only one who felt anything, was it just in her head?
She swam until she had nothing left, until she literally had no breath left in her body. Grabbing the edge of the pool tiredly she pulls her goggles up and she notices someone standing at the edge in front of her and she looks up meeting the gaze of the person she had been having dreams about all weekend.
"Hi." Fitz said handing her towel.
"Hi."
A/N: I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading! Til we meet again..
PS. If you are reading Anything for you it's coming soon.